American Travels (Urban Life Adult Fiction)

As soon as I got out of Dallas Airport, I saw Ding Jun standing at the exit waiting for me with a smile on his face. As soon as he saw me, he came up to me with a smile and said, "You're finally here. You made me wait for so long." I knew his temper, so I started to curse him, "You're so shameless. You begged me to come to your lousy place. So what if you wait a little longer?" Then we smiled at each other, and he helped me carry the luggage and walked out.

I asked him, "Has Linlin arrived?" Linlin was my middle school classmate, and also my and Ding Jun's college classmate, and we had a very good relationship. After we arrived in the United States one after another, we kept in touch frequently.

Ding Jun said: "She arrived earlier than you, but this time she only brought jeans. I have asked Maggie Cheung to go shopping with her."

I asked, "Why are you being so secretive this time? I'm just wearing jeans."

Ding Jun smiled and said, "I guarantee you'll have fun. F*ck you, I let you come to my place this time, eat my food, live my house, play my games, and you still have so many complaints."

I said, "I dare not, I dare not. What is the program today?"

"Let's talk when we get home." He opened the car door and let me in.

Along the way, I didn't ask any more questions and just talked about my former classmates. It took about an hour to reach where Ding Jun lived. As soon as he entered the door, he pointed to a room and said, "You live here. Go take a shower first, and have dinner at home tonight. Then leave after you're done."

I said, "Then let you be the host."

I took a shower and realized I didn't bring my underwear with me, so I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to the living room to get the comb from my bag. When I walked into the living room, I found that Maggie and Linlin had already returned. Linlin was indeed wearing jeans and a GAP T-shirt. I don’t think there is anything wrong with it. I don’t know what Ding Jun thinks. Maggie was picking something out from the bags she had just brought back. She was wearing a light-colored dress with small floral patterns. As she bent down, her entire thigh was exposed, and her buttocks were almost visible. Her legs are long, strong and have extremely beautiful curves. But could that faint presence from the hem of the skirt be pubic hair? Is she not wearing any underwear?

I was just about to take a closer look when I heard Ding Jun say, "She's out." I turned my head and saw Linlin coming towards me. She suddenly stopped, pointed at me and laughed. I looked down following her gesture and saw that my little brother had already held the towel high up. At this time, Ding Jun and Man Yu were also staring at me and laughing. I quickly covered my lower body with my hands, blushing and covering up, "It's human nature, nothing funny. Besides, there are two beauties in front of me, especially Maggie Cheung. If I don't react, it will seem like there's something wrong with me. Ding Jun, quickly give me my little bag."

After taking the bag thrown to me by Ding Jun, I quickly went back to the bathroom and came out after getting dressed.

They didn't joke with me during the meal, which saved me some embarrassment. But when Maggie stood up to serve me some food, I could see her underwear. Her faintly visible areola made my heart flutter. After careful observation from front to back, I determined that she was not even wearing a bra. So, she went out on the street today wearing only a dress? I was a little confused. I didn't expect Maggie Cheung to be so open.

After dinner, Linlin and Maggie both said they wanted to take a shower and change their clothes. We just chatted in the living room while waiting for them. We talked about how we wanted to try bull whip at a street stall in China, but no one dared to order it. They all pointed at each other and called each other cowardly. Ding Jun seemed to have remembered something and said to me, "I'll treat you to a big dinner today. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

I was just about to ask for details when Linlin came out. I couldn't help but feel my eyes brighten. Although Linlin is not as tall as Maggie Cheung, she is 1.65 meters tall. Although she does not have big breasts and a fat butt, her body proportions are very good. She picked out my favorite red tight mini dress. She was probably wearing some kind of "magic bra" on her upper body, as her cleavage was deep and the close-fitting material also showed off her protruding buttocks. I couldn't see any panty seams or hems, so I concluded that if she wasn't wearing a T-back, she was wearing nothing at all like Maggie Cheung. Then Maggie Cheung came out. To be honest, I really didn't want Maggie Cheung to change her clothes when I was chatting with Ding Jun, but now I am relieved. Maggie Cheung just changed into a similar short skirt, but it was made of black silk.

Maggie walked over to help Linlin straighten her clothes and said with a smile, "Well, I have good taste, don't I?"

Linlin smiled, said nothing, and reached out to pull down the hem of her skirt. It looked like she wasn't used to dressing like this.

Ding Jun said, "It's time to go."

When we got in the car, I asked Ding Jun, "Why are you so formal today? I am not dressed like these two beautiful ladies."

Ding Jun said, "We are going to a party. I call it 'Happy Tonight'. This is my first time going there, but I have heard the details from my friends. My friends also helped me get the tickets. If we do well, we can make some money. This is an adult show. Maggie has already told Linlin about it. I don't think you will avoid adult shows, so I didn't tell you. Just wait and see."

I was about to ask a few more questions when Linlin leaned over to my ear and asked, "Hey, how do you like me wearing this?"

I said, "Very good. You seem to be in better shape than when you were in college. Did you use something 'no big deal'?" (Note: Please see the story about Linlin and I in college later.)

Linlin said slowly, "I thought you had forgotten everything. Is it really okay for me to dress like this? Humph, are you going to say something like 'especially Maggie Cheung'?"

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that I had made Linlin jealous when I praised Maggie Cheung just now. I quickly said, "No, it's just that I know you so well, of course I have to let Maggie be beautiful first."

After about forty minutes' drive, we arrived at a building in the city center. When we reached the 30th floor, we got out of the elevator and followed the instructions to enter the party venue. The auditorium is circular and can accommodate about three hundred people. Some people have already sat down in it. There was a large empty space in the center of the party, with a table and a few sofas, probably prepared for the host and special guests.

We found a seat and sat down. Ding Jun said to me, "As you know, Americans are open-minded and generous. They like to have fun. So if you are called up later, don't refuse. It will embarrass us."

I said, "Don't worry about that. Actually, when you think about how generous foreigners are, you can accept it. You should know that if you are like that, others won't find it strange. It may sound bad, but you just need to be thick-skinned."

The auditorium was filled up gradually. At eight o'clock, the lights dimmed first, followed by a burst of percussion music, then dry ice, and then the host walked out of the dry ice. We had no choice but to shout along with the other audience members.

The host waved his hand for everyone to be quiet, then raised the microphone: "Hello everyone, I'm Mike. I'm here to host the 38th episode of 'Happy Tonight'. Every time we have a new topic, and every time we have bonuses to give out. Today our theme is about couples. If you are here as a couple, please raise your hand." There were probably about forty or fifty couples. Mike then signaled to his assistant to distribute some cards or something like that to the couples. Mike went on to say, "I will select five pairs from among you in a moment. If you don't want to go on stage, please put your hands down." I looked around and saw that no one put their hands down except those who got the cards. Ding Jun next to me even raised his hand high and finally got a Queen of Spades.

After the cards were dealt, Mike said, "Please bring up those with the Q."

Ding Jun seemed very excited. He smiled at me, then pulled Maggie Cheung and walked onto the stage. A total of four couples took to the stage. Mike took out a piece of paper, opened it and said, "Today, the Spade couple will be the main performers, and the other three couples will help. Let me tell you the rules first. Our program is to test the understanding between couples. I will ask some questions, and the husband will answer alone first, while his wife will wait in the backstage. Then the wife will go on stage to answer. If the answers are the same, the Ding Jun couple can get two hundred dollars for each question. If they are different, not only will they not get the prize, but the wife will also have to take off something from her body."

Someone asked loudly, "What if I take off all the clothes?"

Mike grinned wickedly, pointed behind the sofa and said, "Good question. Our two hundred dollars is not given for nothing. If you take off all your clothes, we will randomly pick someone by the computer to come up and play with Mrs. Ding for two minutes." Then I noticed that there was an LCD screen behind the sofas.

As soon as the rules were explained, the audience became excited. Linlin turned her head and looked at me: "No way?" Her face turned a little red. It was my first time attending such a program, and I was also very surprised, but I still said: "It's nothing, there are many such programs in the United States, haven't you seen it?" Linlin thought for a while: "That's true, but if you ask me, I dare not go up. What if I lose and have to be fucked by others." I had to say: "Do you remember the point I told you? As long as he can make you feel comfortable, you can think of it as going to a masseur for a massage. It's just a comprehensive massage up and down, front and back, inside and out."

Mike on the stage first introduced four couples, they were the Kents, the Davids, the Martins, plus Ding Jun and Maggie Cheung. Maggie Cheung was first taken backstage by her assistant, and the microphone in front of the stage began to ask questions.

"Question one: What is your wife's bust size?" Mike asked.

"33C." Ding Jun answered decisively. It seemed that he had got the two hundred dollars. There was also a lot of chatter from the audience.

I nudged Linlin with my elbow, "Who's taller, you or her?" Linlin glared at me and said, "Almost the same. Why?" "Nothing. I remember you were about 80 centimeters tall. I wonder if you've grown in the past two years."

Mike then asked the second question: "Does your wife like to give you oral sex?"

"She... seldom takes the initiative to give me oral sex. She always asks me to do it. What does that mean...? I can only say that she seldom takes the initiative to give me oral sex, but she definitely doesn't object."

Mike said, "It doesn't matter. Our questions don't just have yes or no, right or wrong answers. As long as it's correct, it's fine. Question three, does she like anal sex?"

"I don't like it." Ding Jun answered without hesitation.

"Question 4: How long is your penis when it is erect?"

"Fifteen centimeters."

"Not bad, average length, right? Question five, how long was your longest sex time? Or should I ask this, from the first time you penetrated until you ejaculated, how long was the longest you could have sex with your wife? We have a three-minute range for this question. If you said 30 minutes, then 27 to 33 minutes is correct."

Ding Jun thought for a moment and said, "I haven't really counted it, probably about twenty minutes."

Mike said, "Thank you, Mr. Ding. Now let's ask your wife to come out and sit on the sofa over there."

There was an uproar in the audience. I heard a black guy next to me asked his friend: "There are only five questions, so why should I take off my clothes? I really want to see that girl get fucked." His friend pointed at him and said, "You are so stupid. Last time, one of them didn't answer any of the five questions correctly, while another one got all ten right. The important thing is whether the girl is willing or not. And I think Mrs. Ding is wearing very little. If she gets one or two questions wrong, she will probably be naked."

At this time, Maggie Cheung had already gone on stage, standing in front of the microphone, with her back to the sofa and the screen, facing us. Mike had already started asking questions: "Mrs. Ding, you are already very clear about the rules. Shall we start now?" Maggie nodded.

"What's your chest size?"

"34B." After Maggie Cheung answered, the whole audience cheered, and then shouted in unison, "Take it off, take it off, take it off..."

Mike smiled and said to Maggie, "Mr. Ding said your bust is 33C." Ding Jun also interrupted and asked Maggie, "Last time I asked you, you told me it was 33C. I also bought you a piece of CK bra, which is 33C. How come it became 34B?"

Maggie said, "When did you ask me? I exercise every day, so it's normal for my breasts to get bigger. How annoying! You are wrong."

Mike said, "Mrs. Ding, according to the rules, you have to take something off. Please take it off."

I saw that Maggie was very hesitant and looked back at Ding Jun. Ding Jun just shrugged and said nothing. Linlin said beside me: "Americans are so boring, doing these things and making a fuss." I said: "'When you are well fed and warm, you will think about sex' is absolutely correct. Foreigners are just bored, and they do things that we have never seen in China, or even thought about. It's good to broaden your horizons." I stared at Linlin and joked: "If you were on top, I would also make a fuss. Because I haven't seen you naked for a long time." Linlin slapped me lightly on the face, "Go back and dream."

Suddenly there was another shouting in the audience, and I quickly looked at Maggie Cheung. To be honest, if I wasn't afraid of making Linlin jealous, I would have shouted "take it off". Then I heard Mike say, "The rules are about what you have to take off. You only took off your shoes, so it's not against the rules. Hey..., we have no choice but to continue."

Linlin said: "I have my reasons. Sorry, please continue." I felt disappointed. I didn't expect Maggie Cheung to do this. I saw a lot of disappointed faces around me.

"Okay, second question, do you like giving your husband a blowjob?"

"I seldom take the initiative, not because I don't like him, but because he is always in a hurry. Before I have a chance to take the initiative, he has already asked for it. I guess it should be considered as love."

"Let's assume you are right. Mr. Ding, remember, your wife likes to give you oral sex." Mike thought for a while, looked at Ding Jun, and then he asked: "Question three, do you like anal sex?"

Maggie thought for a moment, "My husband tried to penetrate me from behind two or three times, but it was painful and uncomfortable, so I said 'I don't like it'."

As soon as the answer came out, there was another round of chatter from the audience. Someone shouted: "The question is too easy."

Mike replied helplessly: "I didn't come up with the question. Besides, this is only the first part of our program. Don't be impatient." He then asked Maggie: "We are now on the fourth question. How long is your husband's penis when it is erect?"

I saw that Maggie was getting a little anxious, and she said, "I usually just hold it, bite it, and lick it. If I hold it, I will know it is approximately this long." As Maggie spoke, she put her hands together and compared them. She continued, "If I bite, I know roughly where his bottom is. I guess this question has nothing to do with whether I know him or not, because I do know how long he is, but I never asked about his actual size."

Mike said, "Mrs. Ding, you know the rules of the game. We also told you not to raise your hand if you don't want to. Besides, our second part is more exciting. It's hard for us to do it now that you are like this."

Then Maggie Cheung said something in Mike's ear. Mike thought about it, nodded, called an assistant, gave a few instructions, and the assistant went off the stage.

"Friends, please don't be disappointed. Mrs. Ding said she knows what she has to do and will definitely abide by the rules, but it's her first time here and she's a little nervous. I hope you can give her a chance to get used to it first." Mike said with a beaming face. "Mrs. Ding also proposed a method to measure Mr. Ding's length and also to take the opportunity to relax. I think it's acceptable."

At this time, his assistant brought up a box, opened it and placed it on the table. I couldn't see it clearly at first, but Mike introduced it immediately: "There are about 20 kinds of dildos of different sizes. Mrs. Ding will pick one that is similar to Mr. Ding and put it in her mouth 'in public', point out a scale, and then we measure it with a ruler. If it is correct, we will proceed to the next question. If Mrs. Ding answers incorrectly, she will immediately take off a piece of clothing." He turned back to look at Maggie and said: "Mrs. Ding, don't take off your earrings to deal with us this time."

Maggie smiled, nodded, walked to the box and started picking out dildos.

Linlin pushed me again with her hand, "These foreigners are really amazing, and Maggie Cheung is not simple either. I don't understand why Maggie Cheung can just guess a number randomly, why does she have to perform in public? Ding Jun doesn't seem to care at all." I said, "Maggie Cheung probably thinks that holding a dildo in public is better than stripping naked."

"Strip naked? There is only one question left, and it is not difficult. Why would you strip naked?"

I glared at Linlin and said, "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? I think Maggie Cheung really came on stage with nothing in her mind. If she makes a mistake, it's all over. Besides, she doesn't know what the question is, so how can she guarantee that she will get it right?"

It was Linlin's turn to glare at me, "Who stares at women like you all day long?" Then she noticed that my eyes were on her chest, blushed, and said, "What are you looking at? I'm wearing underwear."

"I only look at you because you are pretty. Besides, I don't look at women, so why would I look at men?" I fought back.

Maggie Cheung finally spoke on stage: "I picked this one."

Maggie picked out a milky white plastic dildo, about twenty centimeters long, with a corrugated surface. Maggie Cheung held up the plastic toy and moved it from left to right to indicate her choice to the audience. Then she put the head of the dildo in front of her mouth and licked the egg-sized thing with her tongue. Sometimes she would use her tongue to vertically touch the underside of the glans (said to be the most sensitive part of a man), and sometimes she would place the penis horizontally in her mouth and circle her tongue to rub the entire glans. As I watched, I felt my lower body heating up, and my erect penis had already pushed up my pants. Linlin murmured "huh" and then said to me: "Why is she like this?" I said: "What's wrong?" Linlin said: "Doesn't she feel unnatural to do this in front of so many people?" I asked back: "If it were someone else, after watching this party, it would be the same as watching a XXX video tape. Would you still care about who the male and female protagonists are and what they look like? It's just that you know Maggie Cheung. But if she doesn't care, what do you care about?" Linlin said: "Anyway, I don't think it's good."

At this time, Maggie had already inserted the dildo into her mouth, her lips tightly wrapped around the plastic product, and her head moved back and forth, rubbing the fake thing, and occasionally taking it out to lick it. Linlin poked me again and said, "It seems that Maggie doesn't just want to know the length. She is performing." I smiled and said, "Don't you like watching it? I bet you will get wet." Linlin blushed and said, "I'm sure you will react too." I said, "Of course. It would be strange if I didn't react to such a sexy performance."

On stage, Maggie pulled out the wet dildo, pinched a spot and said to Mike: "It's probably here."

Mike took the penis and handed it to his assistant. After a while, the assistant announced "15.2 centimeters". The audience shouted "wrong", but Mike helplessly announced that the difference of 0.2 centimeters was within the permitted range.

Mike said to Maggie, "Mrs. Ding, you have disappointed our audience again. But let's proceed to the fifth question, which is the last question of the first stage." Maggie nodded. Mike asked, "When you have sex, how long does it take from the time your husband penetrates you to the time he ejaculates for the first time?"

Maggie thought for a moment and said, "About an hour."

There was cheering from the audience. This is completely different from Ding Jun’s answer. Maggie Cheung must take off one of her clothes. Linlin asked me curiously: "How can this be wrong?" I asked: "Do you remember how long we worked on it?" Linlin was a little unnatural, but still said: "About an hour. I don't remember clearly." I said: "I forgot it too, mainly because I didn't calculate it seriously. So this question is not easy to answer."

Mike also became excited and said to Maggie, "Mrs. Ding, your answer this time is very different from your husband's. You must take off a piece of clothing." Then he said to the audience, "Please give us a round of applause." There was a round of applause and booing from the audience.

Man Yu looked back at Ding Jun, and I saw Ding Jun nodded. I was secretly happy. If I'm not mistaken, once Maggie Cheung takes off one piece of clothing, she will immediately become completely naked.

Maggie Cheung gently unbuttoned a button, exuding an irresistible charm. My heart is full of anticipation. Maggie Cheung unbuttoned another button and then twisted her shoulders, revealing her entire left shoulder. Then, while twisting her waist, she unbuttoned the last button on her chest. With a twist of the right shoulder, the entire right shoulder was exposed again. She held her hands against her chest to prevent the whole dress from sliding down. Her whole body began to twist rhythmically, and her hands slowly moved downwards, first revealing her cleavage and two semicircular breasts. I thought everyone would keep making noises, but I found that the audience were all staring at Maggie Cheung intently. Perhaps these audiences, who had seen too many American women taking off their clothes, were still deeply attracted to Maggie Cheung. "No, no," I cried in my heart, hoping that I was right. Sure enough, I saw the dark brown areola, and then as Maggie Cheung swayed, two hard nipples like grapes popped out from the dress. I was filled with ecstasy, and the other audience members were equally excited, chanting in rhythm: "Oh, oh, oh, oh."

I took a break from my busy schedule to ask Linlin: "Do you know how to take off your clothes like this?" Linlin quickly shook her head: "No, I can't. And my figure isn't as good as Maggie Cheung's." I hurriedly said: "You have a great figure. Taking off your clothes like this will really make men crazy. You might as well take this opportunity to ask Maggie Cheung to teach you." Linlin asked: "Will it really work?" I said: "Are you just staring at Maggie Cheung? Look around." It turned out that many men around couldn't help but comfort themselves through their pants, and some women even put their hands into their underwear (if they wore underwear).

At this time, Maggie Cheung's clothes had fallen to her waist, and I stared at the inverted triangle area. Maggie twisted left and right, and her dress slipped over her pelvis, revealing a few tufts of black hair. The foreigners seemed even crazier, probably because they didn't expect that a woman who had just made excuses not to take off her clothes was actually not wearing any underwear. Their desire to see Maggie Cheung's naked body was first dampened, but now they were aroused again by Maggie Cheung. It suddenly occurred to me that Mr. and Mrs. Ding Jun probably applied the techniques of "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire" to their lives.

Maggie Cheung no longer hesitated, she loosened her hands, and the dress fell to the ground, revealing her perfect naked body to the audience. Her bowl-shaped breasts were full and firm, there was not a trace of excess fat on her slender waist, the smooth muscles on her thighs and calves highlighted her perfect lines, and her pubic hair had been carefully trimmed, leaving only a thin inverted triangle.

Linlin said to me, "Please close your mouth." I smiled foolishly and closed my mouth, but at the same time I found that many people could not close their mouths.

Mike was also very happy and said to Maggie, "Mrs. Ding, you really made us happy." Then he turned to the audience and said, "Everyone take a break. We will move on to the next part in five minutes."

At this time, Maggie walked naked to Ding Jun and sat down next to him. I then remembered Ding Jun and felt a little ashamed, but it is human nature to value women over friends, so I felt a lot better. I saw Ding Jun raised his eyebrows at me, apparently asking me what I thought. I gave him a thumbs up.

Five minutes passed quickly, and Mike raised the microphone and said to everyone: "Now we move on to the second part. Mr. and Mrs. Ding Jun have already received 600 US dollars, but in the second part, we have three questions. As long as you answer one question correctly, you will get a prize of 1,000 US dollars. Let's start now." After that, his assistant pushed a bed onto the stage. There are two armrests on one side of the bed, I don’t know what they are used for. Mike said, "Please ask the four gentlemen to come over." He was referring to Kent, David, Martin and Ding Jun who got the "Q". They stood up and walked over to Mike.

Mike said: "Now we are going to test Mrs. Ding's oral skills. It's just the mouth down there. Please ask the four of you to have sex with Mrs. Ding for two minutes in turn, and Mrs. Ding will decide who is Mr. Ding based on each person's performance. Of course, if Mrs. Ding can tell who is Mr. Ding first, the rest of the people don't need to try. Now please get ready, and Mrs. Ding please go backstage to get ready." The four men got ready, and Maggie was taken backstage by Mike's assistant.

Linlin and I were both a little surprised. Although we all knew that this program was an adult program, we didn't expect that there would be something like exchanging sexual partners. My hand unconsciously rested on Linlin's leg, and she also let go of the slight estrangement after our separation and kept touching my hand.

David was the first to take off his pants, and his penis was already erect. He struck a bodybuilding pose, which won cheers from many women, but was booed by men. Kent's is about twenty centimeters long, thick and long. But he had to rub it a few times with his hands before it stood up straight. Martin looked very strong, but he didn't expect that after all that time his thing was still soft. As soon as he signaled, Mrs. Martin knelt in front of him and gave him a blowjob. Ding Jun was the slowest one to take off his clothes, and it seemed that he was not very used to stripping naked in public. Mike's assistant also took some cloth and covered the mouths of the four men, for fear that they would make any noise and affect the results.

Maggie Cheung was brought out naked as always, with her eyes covered with a black cloth. The assistant took her to the bed and made her lie down with her lower body facing the armrest. Two assistants helped to lift Maggie Cheung's thighs, while Mike took a bottle of something, poured it into his hands, and walked in front of Maggie Cheung. However, he looked at Maggie Cheung's lower body and told everyone with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mrs. Ding was already very wet, so there is no need for lubrication. We can start now, but I still remind everyone again that masturbation is not allowed here. Those who violate the rules will be kicked out."

He pointed at David, who nodded and impatiently thrust his penis into Maggie Cheung's body. Only then did I realize that the armrest was designed to allow men to exert their strength. David was fucking her and Maggie was moaning. Mike's assistant was filming with a camera nearby. A close-up of the two people's junction appeared on the huge screen. I could clearly see that Maggie's lower body was wet, and David could go in and out smoothly. I looked at the men on the stage again. Kent was already fully erect and was holding his wife, staring at the big screen. Mrs. Martin had stood up and was using her hands to keep Martin erect. I couldn't tell anything from Ding Jun's face. I didn't think he was excited, nor did I think he was overwhelmed. Looking around again, most people were staring blankly. Suddenly Mike yelled, "Time's up," causing sighs from everyone in the seats.

Mike asked Maggie: "Mrs. Ding, can you confirm whether this is Mr. Ding?" Maggie shook her head. Mike said "Second". He pointed at Kent, and Kent walked forward excitedly, thrust his hips forward, and inserted it. Maggie Cheung's loud moans came from the speakers next to the big screen.

I turned my head to look at Linlin and asked her, "Are you still as loud as before?" She hit me again and said nothing.

Two minutes passed quickly. This time, without waiting for Mike to ask, Maggie said, "He is not my husband. His is bigger than my husband's." This is true.

Next up is Martin. Linlin asked me with a smile: "You are not like him now, are you?" I couldn't help laughing when I saw him. I don’t know what’s going on, but as soon as he stops being stimulated, he becomes soft. It was only a few steps, and he stood in front of the bed, and he had to hold the glans with his hand and move it back and forth around Maggie's vagina, looking for stimulation and seeking a quick erection.

Before Martin inserted his penis, Maggie spoke up: "I'm sorry sir, you are definitely not my husband. If it were him, he wouldn't be fully erect by this time."

Martin blushed and didn't know what to say. Mike said, since Mrs. Ding is sure that you are not the one, we have no choice but to proceed. Martin stepped aside amid the murmurs of regret.

The only one left is Ding Jun. He walked up to Maggie Cheung, straightened his penis with his hand, and inserted it into her and started thrusting. I could see that he was using the method of nine shallow and one deep, and I knew Maggie would understand. I said to Linlin, "He is using the ancient Chinese art of sex, is that cheating?" Linlin glared at me and said, "What else do you know besides these?" I leaned close to her ear and said, "Try it tonight and you'll know." Linlin said, "Don't give me that," but I knew there was hope.

As expected, Maggie said, "Most foreigners only know how to change positions and thrust hard, but they don't know that there is really a technique to it. My husband has very good technique, and he is definitely the one who got it in the end."

It’s so easy to get a thousand dollars this way. I said to Linlin, "Next time we get better at it, we can come and join us." Linlin said unhappily, "I'm not open enough to let so many people watch. Come on your own."

Mike untied the cloth covering Linlin, helped her out of bed, and said to everyone, "Mr. Ding Jun has successfully obtained 1,600 US dollars. Take a rest, and then we will proceed to the last part of today."

During the break, I asked Linlin, "What do you think of Ding Jun and Man Yu now? Do you think they have problems?" Linlin sighed and said, "It turns out that these things are considered obscene and decadent. But after staying in the United States for a long time, I have also been infected by them. Sexual intercourse is just a way for friends to keep in touch. As long as everyone is having fun, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Do you think so too?" I vaguely remember that this was the point of view I told Linlin when I was in college.

"Of course. But although I can understand it, I can't really do it like Maggie Cheung did, having sex with several men at the same time and performing in front of so many people. But..." Linlin looked at me, "It's really exciting."

I reached my hand into her skirt and sure enough, it was already wet. I asked Linlin, "Can we review our college homework tonight?"

She smiled and said, "It depends on your performance."

I put her hand on my crotch which was already bulging and said, "Is your performance okay?"

"Besides." Her face was a little red, which made me intoxicated.

Mike started hosting again: "Now is our last segment of the night, it is similar to the previous one, except this time it is Mr. Ding who will have sex with the four ladies. Each of them has two minutes, and anyone who can tell which one is Mrs. Ding will get a $1,000 bonus." He looked at Ding Jun who was still erect, and said to his assistant: "Okay, blindfold Mr. Ding and put earplugs in his ears. Although these earplugs have excellent functions, please try not to make any noise."

He looked at Ding Jun who was ready and pointed at Mrs. Martin. Mrs. Martin smiled and took off her clothes as she walked, starting with her upper body. Her plump breasts brought cheers of applause. Then she took off her jeans, leaving her in just a tiny pair of panties. She sat on the bed, facing the audience, put her legs together, lifted them up, and took off her only pair of panties. Then she spread her legs, showing us her bright red lower body. Our cheers grew louder.

After receiving the applause from the audience, she was satisfied. She turned around, put her legs on the two handrails, and waited for Ding Jun with her legs apart.

Mike's assistant brought Ding Jun to the bed, asked Ding Jun to put his hands on the armrests for better strength, and then lifted his penis and put it to Mrs. Martin's hole. Ding Jun twisted his waist, found the right position, and inserted it.

The big screen was still focused on a close-up of the two people's lower bodies. Mrs. Martin's labia was very dark in color and her vagina seemed to be relatively wide. Foreign women of her age are all experienced. What surprised me was that Ding Jun could insert it so smoothly. Under normal circumstances, this kind of woman will not lubricate without teasing.

Mike seemed to be solving the problem for me. I heard him tell the remaining three ladies: "Everyone, get ready. I was careless just now. If you need lubricant, you can find it in the light green bottle on the table. If you don't need lubricant, please lubricate yourself first."

Maggie Cheung probably didn't need it, she just stood there quietly. David and Kent's wives did not get any lubricant. David's wife massaged her lower body through her skirt, but Kent's wife simply took off her pants first, asked Kent to squat in front of her, and put one leg on Kent's shoulder. Of course, Kent understood what his wife meant, so he stuck out his tongue and started licking.

Two minutes, just enough to warm up. I watched Ding Jun being reluctantly stopped by Mike's assistant from continuing to thrust. Mrs. Martin was also unwilling to let the newly ignited desire be extinguished, but she had to get up.

The next one was Maggie Cheung. She walked naked to the front of the stage with a model's steps, then turned around, faced away from everyone, and slowly bent down. The whole audience was silent. Maggie Cheung's delicate vagina sandwiched between her legs was the focus of everyone's attention. Under the light, the private parts wet with love juice were dazzlingly bright.

Before we could see enough, she had already straightened up and walked to the bed.

Ding Jun followed the steps and had a great time. Mrs. Martin on the side did not put on her clothes either. Instead, she bent down and played the "paparazzi style" with Martin. David was not idle either. He hugged his wife's breasts from behind with one hand and reached the other hand behind his wife's buttocks. I couldn't see clearly what he was doing. Mrs. Kent probably couldn't support herself on one leg anymore, so she was lying on the ground and letting Kent give her a blowjob.

Before I could turn my attention back to Ding Jun, the time was up and it was Mrs. Kent's turn. She didn't make any unnecessary movements, but got straight on the bed, spread her legs, and presented her lower body, which was a mixture of love juice and saliva, to Ding Jun.

My attention was no longer on the bed, but on the other six men and women. Martin is now lying on the ground, and Mrs. Martin is rubbing her breasts with her hands and "sitting on the stick to watch the game." David's wife had also taken off all her clothes and was lying on the ground playing "69" with David. The most pitiful one was Kent, who was looking at Maggie Cheung foolishly with his half-soft, half-hard thing hanging down, as if asking: "Can we?" But Maggie Cheung acted as if she didn't see anything and ignored him, making him stand there awkwardly, looking so pitiful.

Finally, it was Mrs. David's turn. All I saw was that as soon as Mrs. Kent went down, she was asked by Kent to squat on the ground and give him a blowjob. Martin and the others were still continuing. David didn't have any demands on Maggie like Kent did. He just asked his five-finger brothers to comfort himself.

There were four pairs of naked men and women on the stage. Only Maggie Cheung was idle, while the others were busy with their own "sexual" interests.

Soon two minutes passed, and Mike's assistant helped Ding Jun untie the cloth surrounding the Lord's eyes and removed the earplugs. Ding Jun still had his erect penis on his head and turned around to check on Tai Shang's condition, then said to Mike, "I think the second one is my wife. First of all, we have been together for a while, so we do have feelings for each other. Besides, hers is the tightest."

Mike wasn't surprised either, he just congratulated him on getting another thousand dollars. Then he wrote a check to Ding Jun. I couldn't help but sigh again: "It's fun and profitable, it's great." Linlin glared at me without saying anything.

Mike said to everyone, "Thank you all for participating. Today's official program ends here, but you can stay and continue watching." He turned his head and saw that Ding Jun and Maggie had already put on their clothes, and David and his wife were ready to leave. Only the Martins and the Kents were still there. "It looks like there's still something for everyone to watch. Our cameras will continue to serve you. Thank you again for coming." After saying that, Mike left.

Ding Jun and Man Yu also came back and sat down next to me. Maggie seemed a little embarrassed, so Ding Jun asked us: "Hey, you don't have any adverse reactions, right? You don't think we are weird." I said: "No, Linlin doesn't think there is anything wrong, but she said she doesn't dare to do that." Linlin nodded. Maggie said: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. When you go to a nude beach or participate in some activities that require nudity, you see that everyone is so natural, and you will think it's nothing."

I glanced at the stage and saw that Martin was already in the final sprint and Kent was practicing the "old man pushing the cart". Sure enough, after a while, Martin pulled out and ejaculated on his wife's face. Mrs. Martin grabbed Martin's penis, put it in her mouth, and began to lick it with big mouthfuls. Everyone says that a woman with semen on her face is very sexy. Perhaps under this stimulation, Kent didn't last long before he ejaculated.

Looking around, there was no one around. They must have gone to find places to solve their physiological problems. Ding Jun said, let’s go too.

On the way out, I asked, "Does this program really pay money? Isn't this too easy? Everyone can buy this as a small lottery. If you win, you get money, and if you don't win, you can still watch it." Ding Jun told me, "This program will be recorded and sold to some TV stations, or made into a video for distribution." I was surprised and said, "Although I can understand and accept you doing this, aren't you afraid of being seen by others? Especially in the Chinese community." Ding Jun said, "We have considered this, but foreigners pay more attention to this. If you don't want to, your face will be gridded when it is released. So don't worry. I have a friend here, and it's already been settled. If you are selected today, a staff member will come to ask you."

I shook my head: "It's been a short time since we last met, and you're having more fun than me."

Ding Jun said, "Our change happened in a photography class. I have already arranged this into your schedule. The day after tomorrow we will attend a course on SM, but first I will send you to where I take my photography class. I am very familiar with the teacher there, so if you go and listen to one class for free, you will probably understand why we have changed."

"You guys are really something. You are interested in SM." I said.

Ding Jun told me: "Next Sunday is a grand gathering for SM lovers. The annual Fur Festival is held on San Francisco's Fazon Street. The SM conference is a sideshow of the festival. We don't like SM, we just want to learn more about it."

On the way back in the car, I kept thinking about whether I could get closer to Maggie Cheung. Although "a friend's wife should not be cheated on", "once or twice is okay". And Maggie Cheung is also so open. But I never dared to make this "joke". Maggie and the stranger, after all, no one knows each other after the incident, but I am their friend and we have to meet every day. What's more, Linlin was beside me, so I couldn't say anything.

After we got home, everyone went to bed. I don’t remember the details clearly, but I only remember that when I woke up the next day, Linlin was lying obediently next to me.

Before I went to the United States, I always felt that the articles written by Americans were too far away from real life. Things like "nudist camp", "WET TH-SHIRRT CONTEST" and so on, seem to be all made up. Even if you are in the United States, you have to integrate into American life to fully understand American life. This kind of integration is not something you can achieve just by living with Americans and speaking English.

This series, except for the "Beauty Fishing" chapter which I don't know where to add, the rest, like "Happy Tonight", "SM Conference", "Partner Swapping Event with Thousands of People Participating" and so on are all real. I just made up a few characters throughout the story. So this series involves more "remembering" and less "action". I just hope to provide you with a reference.